I'm not a poet and I know it

[iTOREtheSKY]

I used to be a ghost.
They said I was always three sheets to the wind.
Like a breeze that never came.
An arid wasteland.
Like the calm before the storm.
Then again...what do they really know?
I used to be a ghost
They said I should take their word...
sight unseen.
Like a mountain never climbed.
This altitude is tearing me down.
I can't catch my breath.
I can't catch a break.
I can't grasp what isn't there.
So who's the ghost now?
So who's playing house down there?
So who cares if I really come crashing down?
This avalanche of spectral dystopia is picking up speed.
So what do they really know about me anyway?
Their secret society of "They" brings a painful resounding
...'cause if they only knew this ghost
was more solid bound to heavenly bonds of uncertain sounds
Then they'd hide their eyes
close their ears
seal their lips
and forget their own ghostly reflections instead of remembering mine.

 

[iTOREtheSKY]

I can't understand you when your mouth is full of marshmallow peeps.
Are you still trying to say "Chubby Bunny" 10 times in a row without choking on your own saliva?
That's so gross!
Your conduct is not conducive to my 15 minute power naps.
So off-putting,not Jell-o brand pudding...is that what your eating now?
How now brown cow is it that you are all Cosby-esque in your outrageous late 80's sweater?
So colorful,yet so void of all originality.
You can't handle the truth!
You cannot buy a vowel!
You cannot pass go,nor collect $200!
If you'd have only purchase Marvin Gardens when I offered it to you
then your hotels would be like red red wine.
Simply Red!
...and I'm still never gonna give,never gonna give,never gonna
Give
You
...oh never mind.

 

[Descyple]

I can't understand you when your mouth is full of marshmallow peeps.
Are you still trying to say "Chubby Bunny" 10 times in a row without choking on your own saliva?
That's so gross!
Your conduct is not conducive to my 15 minute power naps.
So off-putting,not Jell-o brand pudding...is that what your eating now?
How now brown cow is it that you are all Cosby-esque in your outrageous late 80's sweater?
So colorful,yet so void of all originality.
You can't handle the truth!
You cannot buy a vowel!
You cannot pass go,nor collect $200!
If you'd have only purchase Marvin Gardens when I offered it to you
then your hotels would be like red red wine.
Simply Red!
...and I'm still never gonna give,never gonna give,never gonna
Give
You
...oh never mind.

iTORE, I can' believe you used "How Now Brown Cow" in a poem before I did.

I really need to step up my game!!!

 

[iTOREtheSKY]

*preens*

laffin my buns off!

 

[Praus]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
You live with your mom
Can I live there too?

 

[Descyple]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
You live with your mom
Can I live there too?

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I still live with my mom
Someone shoot me

 

[iTOREtheSKY]

Roses are blue
Violets are red
I can't get your Mom out of my head
She bakes the best cookies
and buys me comic books
Marvelous!
She's a super fly Stan Lee
'nuff said.

 

[Descyple]

Roses are blue
Violets are red
I can't get your Mom out of my head
She bakes the best cookies
and buys me comic books
Marvelous!
She's a super fly Stan Lee
'nuff said.

Leave my mother out of this
She has enough on her plate
She cooks for me, and cleans for me
She wakes me up so I won't be late

What would I do without my mom
Would my life come to an end
Hey, I've got a bright idea
I'll replace her with a girlfriend

(girlfriends and moms are basically the same, right ladies???).

 

[iTOREtheSKY]

Leave my mother out of this
She has enough on her plate
She cooks for me, and cleans for me
She wakes me up so I won't be late

What would I do without my mom
Would my life come to an end
Hey, I've got a bright idea
I'll replace her with a girlfriend

(girlfriends and moms are basically the same, right ladies???).

Now I see why you are single & ready to mingle
It's Christmas,dude...why not ask Kris Kringle?
Ask him to cook for you -
clean for you -
cradle you in the bosom of his whiskery pagan beard.
What's this? What's this?
There's colors everywhere.
There's white things in the air.
Could it be Anthrax,even though you are among the living?
Don't get all Stephen King on me just because I live in Maine.
Yer' Mother brought you in this world & she will take you out!
Don't sit & pout,'cause there's plenty of single ladies out there that would love to Mother you.
Smother you,and teach you how to be a perfect little man child.
So let it be written...
So let it be done...
I'm sent here by the chosen one.
I'm creeping death.
*guitar solo*

 

[Descyple]

Now I see why you are single & ready to mingle
It's Christmas,dude...why not ask Kris Kringle?
Ask him to cook for you -
clean for you -
cradle you in the bosom of his whiskery pagan beard.
What's this? What's this?
There's colors everywhere.
There's white things in the air.
Could it be Anthrax,even though you are among the living?
Don't get all Stephen King on me just because I live in Maine.
Yer' Mother brought you in this world & she will take you out!
Don't sit & pout,'cause there's plenty of single ladies out there that would love to Mother you.
Smother you,and teach you how to be a perfect little man child.
So let it be written...
So let it be done...
I'm sent here by the chosen one.
I'm creeping death.
*guitar solo*

Cradled in Kris Kringle's beard?
Is that my alternative?
Anthrax in Maine and lungular pain?
I think I'll stay single and live

Cue the guitar solo
But not for a requiem
But to announce to the world
I'm alive again

(okay, I'm not even sure what ITORE and I are even talking about anymore, but everyone just go with it - lol).

 

[rachelsedge]

The threads lately have been kinda depressing
My patience is slowly lessening
This means that I need to step back
Lest I post something that in kindness does lack
Maybe it's time to play guitar
Or sing, or write, or take a drive in my car
Except I don't want to do that because it's freezing

(I had to make the last line weird because it's supposed to be "bad" poetry)

 

[AzureAfire]

This arena has become quite lively now, i see

Let's see if i can come up with something...nasty?

....oh, but no, i feel too fine
I'd rather write something divine
Than crazy silly gabs of old

...but then again, have i not told
You people how i had
This crazy thing that....oooops, my bad!!!
I just remembered, i can't tell
That secret spill...that lovely spell

Best keep this tale for 'morrow's time
When my poem flows with better rhyme

Forgive my vagueness...confuse, do i?
My messed up writing's gone awry
So please refrain from sending hates
I think i just had too much dates

...

 

[iTOREtheSKY]

So now you tell them to go with the flo?
Don't let Ugly know you have a secret crush on her.
For he despises her every fiber.
Even the fact that she was in a few episodes of ANGEL as the records keeper
@ Wolfram & Heart isn't enough to make him sway his thoughts on the matter.
I thought we were supposed to go against the flow?
I thought we were going to form that Slayer cover band in your Dad's garage?
All you talk about is getting chicks to date you.
I just once want to hear a man say he wants a girl to fig him...
heck,I'd even settle for apricot of the dehydrated kind.
That was a close encounter.
Even E.T. wasn't man enough to phone that one home.
...and just like Tardar Sauce,E.T. was really a midget woman in a rubber suit.
(is it politically correct to call them that or do we say "little people" now?)
*drum solo*

 

[Descyple]

The threads lately have been kinda depressing
My patience is slowly lessening
This means that I need to step back
Lest I post something that in kindness does lack
Maybe it's time to play guitar
Or sing, or write, or take a drive in my car
Except I don't want to do that because it's freezing

(I had to make the last line weird because it's supposed to be "bad" poetry)

Oh Rachel, haven't you heard
That depression is life for a bad poet
Without it we are powerless
It's our life giving opiate

So I insist that you desist
From bringing joy and light herein
A revival in happiness would not assist
The purpose of our frownful chagrins

 

[Descyple]

This arena has become quite lively now, i see

Let's see if i can come up with something...nasty?

....oh, but no, i feel too fine
I'd rather write something divine
Than crazy silly gabs of old

...but then again, have i not told
You people how i had
This crazy thing that....oooops, my bad!!!
I just remembered, i can't tell
That secret spill...that lovely spell

Best keep this tale for 'morrow's time
When my poem flows with better rhyme

Forgive my vagueness...confuse, do i?
My messed up writing's gone awry
So please refrain from sending hates
I think i just had too much dates

...

Don't blame the dates for your chaos
We all know you too well
The source of your craziness
Is that mind in which weirdness does dwell

 

[iTOREtheSKY]

Azure of sprinkles & rainbows & happy happy joy joy thoughts!
A life less ordinary...Indeed!
She's a super freak,but not in a perverse way.
She makes you smile & then you can't stop...
it's like a dirty pop
"man I'm tired of singin'"
Do you ever wonder why?
She makes it so super duper sparkle filled
explosion of that rainbow taste
Move over Starburst!
Now you will feel the rainbow of Azure
Fo' Sho'!
*insert breakdance solo*

 

[AzureAfire]

Don't blame the dates for your chaos
We all know you too well
The source of your craziness
Is that mind in which weirdness does dwell

My mind, you say, is what's at fault
For this here written crazy...BOLT!!!

Now stand aside, lest you get hit
With fired crazy written wit

I think you just struck something here
Best suit up good...EN GARDE, my Dear!!!

Do you recall, you called me out
To this here war, without a doubt

They've come in droves...but still, to me
You are my one true Adversary

Descyple, hope to scare you not!!!
You're right, i'm crazy i forgot!!!

...

But still, i blame it all on dates

 

[iTOREtheSKY]

My mind, you say, is what's at fault
For this here written crazy...BOLT!!!

Now stand aside, lest you get hit
With fired crazy written wit

I think you just struck something here
Best suit up good...EN GARDE, my Dear!!!

Do you recall, you called me out
To this here war, without a doubt

They've come in droves...but still, to me
You are my one true Adversary

Descyple, hope to scare you not!!!
You're right, i'm crazy i forgot!!!

...

But still, i blame it all on dates

Absolutely Brilliant!

 

[Descyple]

Azure of sprinkles & rainbows & happy happy joy joy thoughts!
A life less ordinary...Indeed!
She's a super freak,but not in a perverse way.
She makes you smile & then you can't stop...
it's like a dirty pop
"man I'm tired of singin'"
Do you ever wonder why?
She makes it so super duper sparkle filled
explosion of that rainbow taste
Move over Starburst!
Now you will feel the rainbow of Azure
Fo' Sho'!
*insert breakdance solo*

AzureAfire inspiring breakdance solos?
Now we've gone beyond all hope
But just to fit in, my robot dance I'll begin
Until someone cuts in and says "Nope"

Because white men can't dance or jump
Or write poems to save their life
What have I got left between here and death
But to cause CC bad poem strife

 

[Descyple]

My mind, you say, is what's at fault
For this here written crazy...BOLT!!!

Now stand aside, lest you get hit
With fired crazy written wit

I think you just struck something here
Best suit up good...EN GARDE, my Dear!!!

Do you recall, you called me out
To this here war, without a doubt

They've come in droves...but still, to me
You are my one true Adversary

Descyple, hope to scare you not!!!
You're right, i'm crazy i forgot!!!

...

But still, i blame it all on dates

A worthy opponent you've risen to be
I don't doubt your wisdom and skill
I must know my opponent intricately
So study your poems I will

To deny your works cutting sharpness
Would prove me to be a liar
But I will not stop until the balls drops
And I put out Azurea's Fire!!!